Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

Wintersweet is in full bloom in the back garden. The delicate flowers are not afraid of the severe cold, and the flowers bloom with hundreds of branches, fragrant and fragrant.

The acquaintances of the ladies chatted and laughed in the wintersweet bushes, the pearls, hairpins and tassels swayed, and the laughter continued.

Nanxun, Xichu, and the princesses of the two countries arrived one after another.

Mrs. Lin San, on behalf of Mrs. Zhen Guogong, personally came to the gate to greet her, and accompanied the two princesses into the warm pavilion.

Mrs. Zhen Guogong, Ye Xue'e, and Mrs. Lin were waiting in the warm pavilion. When they saw the two princesses coming in, they stood up and greeted them with a smile.

The two princesses are in their young age, one is beautiful and charming, and the other is elegant and dignified. Mrs. Zhen Guogong's wife is full of joy, and the corners of her eyes are wrinkled.

"The princess of the Western Jin Dynasty has arrived!"

Another servant shouted loudly, breaking the harmonious atmosphere in the warm pavilion.

Mrs. Zhen Guogong's face suddenly darkened, and she stared at Mrs. Lin's dissatisfaction.

Mrs. Lin and Mrs. Lin looked at each other, and they both saw disbelief in each other's eyes, and exclaimed in unison; "Impossible, we didn't send an invitation to the princess of the Western Jin Dynasty."

"The invitation was written by the fourth brother himself, and was handed over to the princess by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Western Jin Dynasty."

Lin Qingluo walked in from outside the Nuan Pavilion, dressed in green and valiant.

"Qingluo, what did you say?"

Mrs. Lin was suspected of hearing hallucinations, and she asked again in disbelief: "You just said that the invitation was written by Jin Yun?"

"That's right, it was written by the fourth brother himself."

Lin Qingluo smiled sweetly, with a courage that no one could question.

"Brother Yun, he..."

Mrs. Lin San was just about to speak when the curtain of the Nuan Pavilion was lifted from the outside, and a graceful young girl walked in.

At the age of fifteen or sixteen, he wore a smoky green plain brocade gown.

Without makeup, her delicate and beautiful face is like a pear blossom washed by rain. The slender eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the eyes were like lake water shrouded in mist, clear and clean.

Pure and refined, Lan Xinhui's quality!

No wonder the fourth brother fell in love with her at first sight, and was willing to disobey her grandmother's decision for her, and even specially asked her, a younger sister, to help her secretly, lest she would be harshly criticized by her grandmother and suffer all kinds of grievances.

Lin Qingluo's eyes flickered, and her delicate eyebrows showed her admiration for Xuanyuan Qing.

Xuanyuan Qing bowed her knees and saluted: "Xuanyuan Qing, the eldest princess of the Western Jin Dynasty, pays homage to Her Majesty the Empress."

"Princess, you are welcome, please get up."

Lin Qingluo took two steps forward and reached out to support her.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Xuanyuan Qing grew up in the palace since she was a child. She is silent and humble, with elegant posture and royal etiquette in every gesture, which is particularly pleasing to the eye.

"She is the princess of the Western Jin Dynasty?"

"It's a pity to look at a pretty little girl."

Ye Xue'e and Mrs. Lin San felt the same way, and when they thought of their experience of being robbed, they both showed expressions of regret.

Princess Xichu's eyelashes trembled, she glanced at Xuanyuan Qing, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in her eyes.

Xuanyuan Qing's eyebrows were stretched, as if she didn't hear the wives' comments, her back was straight, and she didn't show any cowardice.

"What is she doing here? The Zhen Guo government doesn't welcome people who have lost their reputation."

Mrs. Zhen Guogong spoke suddenly, scolding with a sullen face.

Xuanyuan Qing clenched her right fist suddenly, trying her best to suppress her grief and indignation.

Lin Qingluo's five senses were keen, and from the corner of her eyes, she could see every slight change in her expression. She sighed secretly, looked back at her grandmother, and smiled sweetly.

"Grandmother, Qingluo dares to swear with her life that the princess is perfect, and the rumors cannot be fully believed."

"Oh, good baby, grandma just believes in you, what are you swearing, bah, bah, bah, hurry up, don't swear indiscriminately in the future."

Mrs. Zhen Guogong's face changed instantly when she faced her little granddaughter.

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